Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is,

Than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way.

What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination will affect everything.

It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning,

What you will do with your evenings,

How you will spend your week-ends,

What you read, what you know breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude.

Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything.

-Pedro Arrupe, SJ

Rockwell Club

Mrs. Fields

Havaianas

Krispy Kreme

Spa

Outback 

MELVIN
Hey, I've got a great compliment for you.

 

CAROL

You know what? I...

MELVIN

Just let me talk.

I'm may be the only one on the face
of the earth who realizes that you're
the greatest woman on earth. I'm
the only one who appreciates how
amazing you are in every single
thing you do -- in every single
thought you have... in how you
are with Spencer -- Spence.
In how you say what you mean
and how you almost always mean
something that's all about being
straight and good.

I think most people miss that
about you and I watch wondering
how they can watch you bring them
food and clear their dishes and
never get that they have just met
the greatest woman alive... And
the fact that I get it makes me
feel great about me.

I wonder if there's such a thing like taking a risk by not taking the risk. Now that I really think about it, it kind of makes sense. The difference between not taking the risk and taking the risk by not taking the risk is the feeling that it feels right. Call it a hunch.

The truth is, I don't really learn that much about your faith by asking questions like that because those aren't really questions about faith, those are questions about religion. And it's very important to understand the difference between religion and faith. Because faith is not about having the right answers. Faith is a feeling. Faith is a hunch, really. It's a hunch that there is something bigger connecting it all... connecting us all together. And that feeling, that hunch, is God.

-From Keeping The Faith

 

 

 

 

 

 

"All our young lives we search for someone to love.

 Someone who makes us complete.

We choose partners and change partners.

We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope all the while wondering if

somewhere...

somehow...

there's someone perfect who might be searching for us."

 

-The Wonder Years

 

 

I want to save people. But there's a catch.

I finally made it to sembreak. And all I'm feeling right now is sad. I can't believe how much school got me. College overwhelmed me so much that I may have lost track. It's not like I knew what I was aiming for. But it seems like everything's so messed up now. I need this sembreak really bad. What scares me is the fact that it might be over without me trying to reflect over everything that's happened in the past few months. I need something to get me through this. It's not like everything sucks right now, everything is just fine actually. I don't know what I have to worry about. I mean, everything's done and there's this sense of security that I don't really have to think about what happened. But right now, it's meloncholy. It's lost.

It's hard to explain. Really.

Let's just say that I'm here where I wanted to be and it's not just doing it. I've got to rethink all of this again. I need something secure. I kind of feel like I'm floating right now and it's scary where the tides might bring me.

I'm working on it.

I sure am getting older. Who would've thought that I'd actually think these things? I guess it's all part of growing up.

Change. That may very well be the only thing I need right now. To change is hard, and I don't think I'm ready for something traumatic to happen to me. But I need to change. Let's hope I can do it slowly but surely.

The thought of actually changing gets me excited. Let's hope I can pull this off this sembreak. I can't stop thinking about change. I'm curious.

Catch you on the flipside.

Here is a script of Joke Delivery with a few minor modifications. This script was used in the 2005 Huling-Lipad Play entitled "Seniors Night Live". Joke Delivery was one of the skits used in the play and was written, directed, conceptualized and played by the Senior Batch of 2005. Here it is:

Rey: Pare, gutom na ako. Anong oras na ba?
Allan: Ay, pare! Joke time na!

(cue music)

Rey: Sige pare, pa-deliver tayo ng joke!
Allan: Ay alam ko na! Tawag tayo sa Just Kidding Joke Delivery!
Rey: Ay oo! Ano nga pala number nun?
Allan: Number nun? 923-JOKE. That’s 923-joke.
Rey: Sino nga ba may-ari nun?
Allan: Si Joker Arroyo!
Rey: Sige, tawag tayo!

(may sasagot sa phone)

JK: Good evening, this is Just Kidding Joke Delivery. May I take your order?
Rey: Ah, pa-deliver nga ng joke.
JK: Yes sir. Anong flavor po ng joke? Knock knock, Cuervo or Sour Cream & Onion?
Allan: Wala ba kayong Corny joke?
JK: Ay wala po sir, hindi po bumebenta yun eh.
Allan: Ahh…
Rey: Pa-order na lang ng knock knock joke.
JK: Yes sir. Ilang joke po gusto ninyo?
Allan: Tatlo. Joke joke joke!
JK: Okay, sir. If we don’t deliver the joke in 30 minutes, the joke’s on us!
Rey: Niloloko mo ba ako?
JK: Yes sir.
Allan: OK, sige! Good luck!

(magriring ang doorbell)

JK: Knock knock!
Rey: Who’s there?
JK: Alex!
Allan: Alex who?
JK: Alexplain later! Just let me in!
Knock knock!
Rey: Who’s there?
JK: Manny!
Allan: Manny who?
JK: Manny are called but few are chosen!
Knock knock!
Rey: Who’s there?
JK: Freddy.
Allan: Freddy who?
JK: Freddy or not, here I come!
Rey: Ako, ready na ako!

(tingin ang dalawa kay Rey)

Allan: Ito ang bayad, salamat sa pag-deliver.
JK: (Kukunin ang pero at maglalabas ng gunting. Igugupit niya ito in half. Ibibigay niya ang kalahati kay Allan)
Rey: Oh, bakit mo naman ginawa iyon?!
JK: Sir, hindi niyo ba alam ang promo namin ngayon?
Allan: Promo? Anong promo! Hindi ko alam iyon!
JK: Sir! Kaya kalahati lang ang bayad! Dahil… “Jokes-Are-Only-Half-Meant”-promo!
Rey: Waw! That’s a crazy great promo!
JK: Maximum satisfaction, guaranteed!
Allan: Speaking of Promo… kamusta yung Prom mo?
Rey: Ahh… masaya! Nasa Westin. Pero nalugi kami kaya sa Ateneo na lang kami. Eh ikaw?
JK: Ah… prom ko? Malungkot… di ako kinausap eh…

Rey and Allan: Awwwwwww…

Allan: Anyway, thanks, ang galing mo talaga mag-deliver ng joke! (hand-to-mouth gesture)
JK: Umm…sir, aren’t you forgetting something? (show me the money gesture)
Allan: Ano naman iyon?
JK: Yung tip ko Sir!
Allan: You’re joking aren’t you? (tatawa ang tatlo)
JK: Hindi. (seryoso)
Rey: Ah ok, ah… ito ito. Salamat ulit.

(tatawa sina Rey at Allan)

Rey: Pare, nabusog ako dun!
Allan: Ako rin pare!
Rey: Sumakit nga tiyan ko eh.
Allan: Saan?
Rey: Sa kakatawa!
Allan: Pare, kung maysakit ka, remember, laughter is the best medicine!
Rey: Oo nga no!

(tatawa uli sina Rey at Allan)

Rey: Pare, magaling na ako!
Allan: Tawag uli tayo!
Rey: Sige!

(tatawa uli sina Rey at Allan. Exit stage. blackout)

One of the saddest scenes I'll ever remember.

"Florentino Ariza, hardened by so much suffering, attended to the preparations for his journey as if he were a dead man attending to the preparations for his own funeral. The same iron hermeticism with which he had revealed to no one but his mother the secret of his repressed passion meant that he did not tell anyone he was going away and did not say goodbye to anyone, but on the eve of his departure he committed with full awareness, a final mad act of the heart that might well have cost him his life. At midnight, he put on his Sunday suit and went to stand alone under Fermina Daza’s balcony to play the love waltz he had composed for her, which was known only to the two of them and which for three years had been the emblem of their frustrated complicity. He played, murmuring the words, his violin bathed in tears, with an inspiration so intense that with the first measures the dogs on the street and the dogs all over the city began to howl, but then, little by little, they were quieted by the spell of the music, and the waltz ended in supernatural silence. The balcony did not open, and no one appeared on the street, not even the night watchman, who almost always came running with his oil lamp in an effort to profit in some small way from serenades. The act was an exorcism of relief for Florentino Ariza, for when he put the violin back into its case and walked down the dead streets without looking back, he no longer felt that he was leaving the next morning but that he had gone away many years before with the irrevocable determination never to return. "

-Love In The Time Of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia-Marquez

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